my sister is sometimes obese. she has mild heart attacks in cramped third floor apartments. she gets beaten by schoolmates who impersonate hospital staff. I am always going to see her it seems when she is in someone elseβs bed. it is to this thought she has recently clung.
jesus in the tomb
my sister keeps me from sleepwalking. she says I am her dream of being skinny. she has lost so much weight already I am almost too happy for her.
scripture that may one day represent scripture**
we are able to buy food, but hereβs the catch: we eat it.